Up the Creek

It was now the only place open late
Playing loud music in questionable taste
She asked me to dance and I said: 'OK'
I slipped into the groove and was doing great.
We didn’t say much, I gurned and grinned
She looked so fresh and there was me tinned
I said to her: 'Tell me about you'
She said: 'I know more than you think I do'.
Memories may be beautiful and yet
There are some things that I’d rather forget
Singing along with everything from Chic to Abba
It’s probably time for me to do the decent thing and get a cab.
And blasting in my ears, it’s 'Dancing Queen'
My co-ordination's fantastic and I’m looking older than I feel.
We danced for a while and though I’m chunky
It has never stopped me feeling funky
She mentioned someone from long ago
I said: 'What a surprise, do say: 'Hello.
And it put a stop to my dreams
With me and her and custard creams
Her friends were leaving, they say she should come
She said: 'I'll remember you to my Mum'.
Memories may be beautiful and yet
There are some things that I’d rather forget
Singing along with everything from Abba to Chic
I think it’s probably time that I left Up The Creek.
But meanwhile blasting in my ears, it’s 'Dancing Queen'!
My co-ordination's fantastic and I’m looking older than I feel.
Blasting in my ears, it’s 'Le Freak' say Chic
Ain’t you got no homes to go to as the lights go on at Up The Creek.